William F Dougherty

Freshman - 542 Points (West Hartford, CT)

Sacre Du Printemps - Poem by William F Dougherty

The evangelical sun exults,
a meadow floats, and tulips blare,
daffodils and cardinals shine
in bronzy air.

A grumble of bees in tiger vests
belly nectar bloom to bloom,
sip sugared ayes from violets
and lilac plume.

Bluebirds on forsythia sense
an exfoliating wonder:
mountainsides of tardy buds
unfold in taffeta thunder.


Comments about Sacre Du Printemps by William F Dougherty

  • Scotty Dogg (10/17/2015 1:58:00 PM)


    I'm trying to comment, but it won't let me. I love it! (Report) Reply

    1 person liked.
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  • Neela Nath Das (9/3/2012 9:12:00 PM)


    A live commentary from Nature's own realm! Loved it. (Report) Reply

  • William F Dougherty (9/3/2012 5:29:00 PM)


    Aristotle in his Poetics listed the qualities of poetry and proclaimed that
    the greatest asset by far was metaphor/figurative language.
    True in 400 B.C. True always.
    (Report) Reply

  • William F Dougherty (9/1/2012 3:19:00 PM)


    Thx. Pure lyric poem attempts to capture the capacity to bloom.
    We could all benefit from an unfolding.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 31, 2012



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